I'm in the dark, I hope you can see it, come I want to make your fetish, this blackman that makes you come

New York apartment In his place, he feels he's on a transatlantic liner

You're sitting on a deck There's nothing around you but the vast Atlantic

Set the reality of this ship and ocean so that in this state you can mentally recall the day you were sitting in your apartment in New York dreaming of this day at sea

As you sit in the converge of the ship, feeling the sea breeze across your face, feeling the ship's movement gently in the waves,

Remember the mental picture of you sitting there in New York dreaming of this day